When I pour my heart into something
I expect love in return
But I guess that's just me clinging to my naivety
Because I've been bitten so many times
That by now I should be shy
Yet I still continue to try
And I've found that nothing hurts more than almost getting what you want
Because I seem to always almost reach my goals  
But a fall from the top
makes hitting the bottom hurt so much more
And I'm at the bottom a lot
I'm used to that though
I can pick myself up over and over and have no problem starting at go
But you were different
You weren't baseball or school
You were the first person I ever gave my heart to
And I thought you'd be there for me with whatever I went through
I guess I just didn't mean that much to you.
But my problem isn't that you left or the way that you did
My problem is that you ****** with my head.
Now thanks to you
I have this terrible cynical view
And I have trouble trusting anyone I get close to.
And I doubt myself
And the self confidence that used to be through the roof is at its lowest depth.
And it's all thanks to you
So *******
I'm through.